Your All Isn't Good Enough💋🔫

Really

When I wake up my fucking head is pounding. I know I didn't drink that dam much. Lifting up my hand to my head, only see I can't they being held by cuffs.

Opening my eyes slowly,I'm surrounded by darkness. Whimpering because my head is really pounding,something is dripping from the corner of my head.

Tru told me to never go crazy no matter the situation. So I stay calm and collected. The door opens which is now a source of light. When I look I can't fucking believe it it's Wes.

"Hey baby how you feeling?"

"I'm OK "

He looks at me strangely I guess because I'm not cursing him to the moon and back. I have to keep my mind right.

He has this craze look in his eyes.

"Why did you leave? Why?"

"You made me leave"

"Bitch! Don't lie to me,how fucking dare you lie to me to my face. Who do you think you are?"

"I'm sorry Wes"

"Awe it's ok,now we can be together forever. Right?" He walks to me with pleading eyes.

"Wes,baby you need help"

He slaps me across my face which slits my lip. I take it though. I won't cry it.

"Don't say shit like that to me. My mother use to tell me that. She was a bitch. So what do you say about giving me a second chance. To be a US again. Baby I forgive you"

"Wes there is no us,there never will be. You cheated on me for a year. You did me wrong, I can't forgive you"

"You ungrateful bitch. You think you better than me? Uh is that what it is? Around here with other niggas"

Every word he says he takes a blow some where on my body. I don't make a sound I just let him do what he feels he needs to do.

"I'm sorry baby,I'm so sorry. This is why I need you,you keep me together"

I don't say a word,I just spit the blood out my mouth. Shaking my head.

He picks me up. Everything in my body is saying no don't move.

He takes me up the steps in to a house that really has nothing in it.

"I got us a house baby,I didn't decorate it,I know you love that"

He takes me to a room with a twin size bed in the middle,small TV on a table next to it. There's a mini refrigerator and microwave. Two doors I guess leading to a closet and a bathroom. I eye the windows but not to long.

"Oh by the way,the windows are nailed down,plus shatter proof,walls sound proof. So be a good girl sweetie"

His voice makes my stomach turn.

He puts me on the bed. Walking to the door on the right. I was right it's a bathroom. He turns the water on waiting for it to get warm. He comes to me giving me smile.

I just look at him,no emotion in my features.

"Go head get wahed up,take as long as you need. I'm about to cook you some food"

Nodding my head. Getting up to do what he says but he grabs me kissing my lips sloppy. Then tighting his grip on my neck saying don't try nothing stupid.

Ignoring his comment,closing and locking the door behind me.

Noticing he has everything I use on the side of the tub. When I look up to the mirror I barely even know the person that's looking back at me.

My eyes are black, cheeks purple,ring around my neck where he grabbed me. My hair is matted. I have the same dress on from the club night.I even look like I've lost weight. Looking under my arms there hairy so I've been here for at least three days. Hey! don't judge me that's how long it takes to grow back. Got to know my body.

Is anybody even looking for me. Not dwelling on it. I get in the shower.  Turning it hotter,the steam swallows me. Enjoying how the heat feels on my body. I'm trying to think of a plan but I don't have one. Not one,I'm going to die here.

Washing my hair thoroughly. Shaving so I can keep up with the days. Fucking sad right

Getting out drying off quickly,I don't want to give him another reason to put his hands on me. My body already hurts to much.

Throwing on the bra and underwear then the black beater and basketball shorts,sliding the socks on my feet. Throwing my hair in a pony tail. Walking out the bathroom to the kitchen where he sits at the table. He has a scowl on his face. His fierce eyes look up at me.

I just stand there not knowing what else to do.

"Why did you take so long? Did you have your little boyfriend in there with you? Snuck him out before I could see. Bitch"

He knocks everything to the floor that's on the table. Wes gets up knocking the chair down on his way. He grabs me by my hair. Dragging me to the room.

"Look what you made me do! You ungrateful fucking who're"

He throws me to the wall. Where my head hits it hard. I'm seeing black little dots in my vision. I don't know how much more I can take.

He begins boxing and kicking me repeating it over and over until I can't take it anymore. Blacking out from him,the pain,most importantly the hope that I have of someone saving me. At least I can sleep. Nothing hurts me in my sleep.

Waking up,eating a yogurt,drink a water,shower,watch TV that's what I've been doing for the past month and a half. Yes I've been here for a month and a half. He has beat me,burned,cut me. I don't know how much more I can take. I'm weak,I haven't felt this way since being with my parents.

He leaves locking everything up. He has cameras in certain places of the house. There's no way out. I've lost hope.

He walks in but he's not alone this time. But I don't bother looking up he will just abuse me later if I do.

"Cali!"

"Yea"

"Why the fuck you didn't clean up?"

Looking at jim crazy there's nothing to clean really. Ol boy is outside I can see him by the door.

"The fuck you looking at him for? Oh you want to fuck him you skank"

First hit throws me back. Kick after kick. I can't take anymore. I welcome death on a silver platter.

My eyes close on there on. The hitting stops. I open my eyes just a little bit. To see Wes falling to the floor with a bullet to the head.

"I got you baby,stay with me"

Hazel eyes,my beautiful Hazel eyes

"Hazel, I guess they do make a heaven for thugs. I never got to tell you,  I love you to"

Darkness surrounds me,and I'm thankful for it. No more pain.